But i will rise
Stressed man.Photo/Courtesy |
They new I was capableBut enjoyed see me go to waste
Little id I know He was watching
But I will rise
Life was miserable by any definition
Nice on the outside but inwards bleeding
Tears filled in a large heart
Nobody knew I was going to waste
But I will rise
Looks can really be deceiving
That I learnt after I saw a young soul dry
Passion and will melt to the soil
Even sand was now absorbent
But I will rise
He wrote about that place
Experiences only beasts would take
Kept fighting for a firm standing
But the push was always too strong
But I will rise
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